The Wretched And Divine
So I'm Not Givin' Up
ALEX'S POV
"Please just eat it." Andy begged. I shook my head no for the fifth time.
After i hastily promised Andy that i would get better, the guys wanted to celebrate. I was tired and jut wanted to go home, so we postponed the celebration to when i was feeling better. On the car ride home Andy told me that i had to eat something. I internally groaned but agreed since i was just too weak to care.
"I c-can't." I cried. He rubbed my boney back reassuringly as he sat on the stool in his kitchen beside me.
"Yes you can baby. I know it's hard and i know you don't want to, but you have to. I don't want you getting sick." Andy explained softly. I nodded and shakily reached for the fork in the tiny bowl of mixed fruits. I stabbed it into a grape and slowly brought it to my mouth. I looked at Andy almost pleadingly before i wrapped my mouth around the fork and grape. Tears ran down my face as i bit into the grape.
"I'm sorry." Andy apologized as he wiped away the fallen tears. I shook my head and slowly dipped my fork back down into the bowl.
After doing that a couple more times, i pushed the bowl away from me. More than half of the bowl was still full. I brought my hand to my aching stomach, silently remarking on how fat it felt.
"Does your stomach hurt?" He asked worriedly. I nodded and whimpered at the shooting pain in my abdomen. Andy picked me up bridal style and brought me upstairs to lay down.
"I'm sorry you have to deal with this....." I sighed. I felt more at ease as his big hand ran through my hair.
"Don't be sorry. I love you and i want to help. You're going to get better, i promise you. I will not let this control your life any longer." Andy said. I nodded and for the first time in almost a month, i smiled. Andy noticed my smile and grinned happily. I leaned forward and captured his lips in mine. He eagerly ran his tongue along my bottom lip, begging for entrance. I allowed his sliky tongue to enter my mouth.
I had almost forgotten what it felt like to kiss Andy. How a chill would run up my spine and butterflies would go haywire in my stomach. I would always think about how perfect Andy is. His smile, teeth, body, voice, everything. It made me feel special and overjoyed that we were mates. Eventually the need to breathe became too much and we pulled away. I knew i was blushing but didn't bother to hide it.
"That's the first time in a while that we've really kissed.." Andy stated, out of breathe still. I nodded sheepishly.
"I know, and i'm sorry. You're a guy and you have needs and i haven't been very affectionate towards you." I spoke. Just as he was about to speak, Ashley walked into the room.
"Don't worry Alex, he took care of those needs himself." Ashley grinned michievously. Andy glared at him evilly.
"What do you mean?" I asked, my eyebrows furrowed together in confusion.
"Oh you know.." He laughed before making an 'o' shape with his hand and moved it back and forth on his crotch. My jaw dropped in realization. I turned to Andy who had his hand over his eyes and was shaking his head.
"Really?" I asked. Andy nodded, laughing slightly. Ashley grinned once more before exiting the room.
"I really hate him sometimes." Andy announced as he removed his hand from his eyes. I noticed he was blushing slightly and smiled.
"That's actually really hot." I announced, almost immediately slapping a hand over my mouth in embarrassment. "I didn't mean to say that out loud!" I exclaimed. Andy grinned at me seductively, leaning forward so his mouth was by my ear.
"Oh is it now?" He whispered before kissing and licking my neck. I sucked in a breathe when his warm tongue ran across my collarbone.
"Get your asses down here, we're having movie night!" Ashley yelled from the bottom of the stairs. Andy let his head drop as he laughed at the interruption. His face happened to land on my boob.
"I love your boobs." Andy spoke. "They're so big and comfy. And my favorite part is they're all mine." He leaned up and placed his lips on mine. I gasped when he squeezed my boob in his hand. We were so into it, that we didn't hear his bedroom door open.
"Andrew! Get your hand off her breast!"
"Please just eat it." Andy begged. I shook my head no for the fifth time.
After i hastily promised Andy that i would get better, the guys wanted to celebrate. I was tired and jut wanted to go home, so we postponed the celebration to when i was feeling better. On the car ride home Andy told me that i had to eat something. I internally groaned but agreed since i was just too weak to care.
"I c-can't." I cried. He rubbed my boney back reassuringly as he sat on the stool in his kitchen beside me.
"Yes you can baby. I know it's hard and i know you don't want to, but you have to. I don't want you getting sick." Andy explained softly. I nodded and shakily reached for the fork in the tiny bowl of mixed fruits. I stabbed it into a grape and slowly brought it to my mouth. I looked at Andy almost pleadingly before i wrapped my mouth around the fork and grape. Tears ran down my face as i bit into the grape.
"I'm sorry." Andy apologized as he wiped away the fallen tears. I shook my head and slowly dipped my fork back down into the bowl.
After doing that a couple more times, i pushed the bowl away from me. More than half of the bowl was still full. I brought my hand to my aching stomach, silently remarking on how fat it felt.
"Does your stomach hurt?" He asked worriedly. I nodded and whimpered at the shooting pain in my abdomen. Andy picked me up bridal style and brought me upstairs to lay down.
"I'm sorry you have to deal with this....." I sighed. I felt more at ease as his big hand ran through my hair.
"Don't be sorry. I love you and i want to help. You're going to get better, i promise you. I will not let this control your life any longer." Andy said. I nodded and for the first time in almost a month, i smiled. Andy noticed my smile and grinned happily. I leaned forward and captured his lips in mine. He eagerly ran his tongue along my bottom lip, begging for entrance. I allowed his sliky tongue to enter my mouth.
I had almost forgotten what it felt like to kiss Andy. How a chill would run up my spine and butterflies would go haywire in my stomach. I would always think about how perfect Andy is. His smile, teeth, body, voice, everything. It made me feel special and overjoyed that we were mates. Eventually the need to breathe became too much and we pulled away. I knew i was blushing but didn't bother to hide it.
"That's the first time in a while that we've really kissed.." Andy stated, out of breathe still. I nodded sheepishly.
"I know, and i'm sorry. You're a guy and you have needs and i haven't been very affectionate towards you." I spoke. Just as he was about to speak, Ashley walked into the room.
"Don't worry Alex, he took care of those needs himself." Ashley grinned michievously. Andy glared at him evilly.
"What do you mean?" I asked, my eyebrows furrowed together in confusion.
"Oh you know.." He laughed before making an 'o' shape with his hand and moved it back and forth on his crotch. My jaw dropped in realization. I turned to Andy who had his hand over his eyes and was shaking his head.
"Really?" I asked. Andy nodded, laughing slightly. Ashley grinned once more before exiting the room.
"I really hate him sometimes." Andy announced as he removed his hand from his eyes. I noticed he was blushing slightly and smiled.
"That's actually really hot." I announced, almost immediately slapping a hand over my mouth in embarrassment. "I didn't mean to say that out loud!" I exclaimed. Andy grinned at me seductively, leaning forward so his mouth was by my ear.
"Oh is it now?" He whispered before kissing and licking my neck. I sucked in a breathe when his warm tongue ran across my collarbone.
"Get your asses down here, we're having movie night!" Ashley yelled from the bottom of the stairs. Andy let his head drop as he laughed at the interruption. His face happened to land on my boob.
"I love your boobs." Andy spoke. "They're so big and comfy. And my favorite part is they're all mine." He leaned up and placed his lips on mine. I gasped when he squeezed my boob in his hand. We were so into it, that we didn't hear his bedroom door open.
"Andrew! Get your hand off her breast!"
@Red Phoenix77 i wrote this back when i was about 13 (im 18 now) but i assume that my thought process was that vampires weren't undead, they were very much alive. also, i was very inexperienced when writing this story so i didn't put too much thought into things. maybe i'll re-write it one day! :)
9/20/17